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... he just casually mentioned it as though he was brushing it off.
“My God, a million-yuan bezoar! That’s a rare item!” Luo Fugao’s face immediately brightened, and he took the Wuliangye and Maotai wine.
Luo Feng smiled. After entering the house, he said, “Dad, give the pickup truck that I used to Uncle Li’s house to transport vegetables. Don’t sell it in the future!”
His father longed to ask, “Ah? Not selling vegetables? But what are you going to do?”
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